That's show business, baby!

Chapter 1

It all started out like any other day, working a simple 9-5 job as a barista in a downtown hole-in-the wall cafe store in Los Angeles, the city of dreams and where life changing excitement never sleeps…except on a slow day like today, so slow that even the ticking clock overhead seemed to have fallen asleep with it's ticking easily mistaken for snoring for how dull and lackluster working at the small cafe can be without the usual hustle and bustle of caffeine cravings customers.
Ah, but this has long since been accepted as the norm as the cafe barista Cherry was waiting at the front counter. Cherry, a seductive and alluring redhead tart with a captivating short, pixie haircut. Her luscious curves embrace her lithe frame, curvaceous figure is emphasized by your luscious plumpness and generous bosom. Wide hips sway with each step, as your round derriere jiggles invitingly. Thick bangs coyly veil her mesmerizing eyes just above her freckled cheeks, known to make hearts race with every movement as she serves up steamy cups of java.

Except this evening there were only a few lonely strangers loitering inside the cafe with their cups of warm coffee keeping them company, much to their own personal liking. The overall atmosphere of the place seemed about as lively as a birthday party at the morgue, and being the social butterfly she was Cherry just couldn't stand it, now wanting to strike up a playful conversation with the only customer sitting at the front counter who seems eager for some company…in other words, she was going to use her natural cuteness as the only excuse to engage a impromptu conversation with someone who was busy on their phone, having noticed the man at the end of the bar who has been sitting quietly for a while as Cherry saunters over to him, such ample bosom swaying hypnotically beneath that tight, low-cut top as she plants her elbows against the smooth surface as she leans over the counter to get closer to the man.

"Hey there, handsome. You look like you could use a little company," she would purr seductively, really laying on the sweet honey that was her voice to get the stranger to look up from his phone and meet her gaze as the man looked up, his eyes scanning over her body appreciatively.

"I wouldn't mind some, especially someone like you," he says, grinning softly with a slight raise of an eyebrow. "And even more so seeing this place is quite quiet today."

"I know, it's such a mood killer," she couldn't help but agree with the man with a sigh of longing in her voice. "What I'd give to have something to do, but I'm stuck behind the counter all day today…"

"Is that so? Well, what are your plans after work today?"

"Hm? After work? Um…"

Cherry would place a hand to the shape of her chin thinking for a moment, but nothing came to mind besides her usual morning shifts at the cafe on the weekends, but her desire to connect with others out of pure boredom was overwhelming the sense that she just met this man literally just now.

"Nothing I know of, this job is…kinda all I do, to be honest," she would say, looking quite sheepish as her only proof of existence was her time card of her employment as a barista.

"Mm, in that case, I can't let someone as captivating as you….let such good looks go to waste. Um, just from one stranger to another…would you possibly be interested in doing something how you say…adventurous?~" he whispers, a hungry gleam in his eyes while he continues to sip from his cup of steamy joe as Cherry could feel her nipples hardening in excitement upon hearing such a sudden request.

"Mmm, I don't know mister, I'd have to hear what you have in mind first~" she would say with a seductive smile on her lips, her voice low and husky, unable to help but feel a naughty thrill at the way he stared at her.

Cherry would watch in satisfaction as he took another long sip of his latte, his eyes locked on her the entire time as if silently choosing his next set of words very carefully, the sound of the milk laced beverage flowing and the man's satisfied grunts softly fill the air.

"Fair enough, but this is Los Angeles baby, the city of dreams, should people always question opportunity whenever they appear? And risk missing out on some real…fun?~"

Cherry would feel a flush of arousal at such simple words, nipples swollen and aching from the exciting scenarios her mind was already conjuring up. The possibilities of what could happen next are endless, and she was subconsciously becoming more and more than ready to explore them all.

The man finishes the last drop and sets the glass down with a heavy thud. "You know, I'm actually a director for a porn company," he says casually, handing over his business card, free of charge. "We're shooting a fetish porno later today, and from just looking at you…heh, I think you'd make a perfect candidate for our next star."

Her eyes widened in surprise at his cool and calm proposition, the tingle of excitement that immediately became a powerful surge running through her body.

"Really?" She asks, your voice breathy with anticipation. "What kind of fetish?"

The man leans in closer to you, a sly smirk on his lips. "Oh, all kinds. The studio is responsible for pretty much half the dark side of the Internet at this point. And we could definitely use someone like you," he says, gesturing to her voluptuous form.

"What? As the coffee girl?~" she would shoot back, trying to sound more confident and snarky rather than someone truly starstrucked to be in the presence of a big time studio talent agent…in the industry porn.

"Heh. Maybe something a little bit better than that, and will definitely pay a lot more for your time auditioning for the part too~ So trust me, you won't be disappointed."

Such slyness and seduction in those words, they seemed planned, and awfully rehearsed. She would indeed feel a bit hesitant about the idea of auditioning for porn, but the thought of exploring her wildest fantasies on camera is too tempting to resist.

"I don't know," she would say, her voice slightly uncertain. "I've never done anything like that before."

The man senses her hesitation and scoots closer to you, whispering seductively in her ear in a single fluid motion as smooth as butter.

"Just think about it. You could be a star. You could show off all those naughty little things you love to do in the bedroom, and actually get paid for it," he says, the words ringing in her ears.

She would shift nervously in place, heart racing with anticipation. Could she really do it? Could she really just become a porn star just like that? The thought of it is both terrifying and exhilarating. Finally, she has made up her mind.

"Okay, I'll do it," she would say decisively, voice filled with determination.

The man grins triumphantly, taking her hand in his and patting it softly.

"Good choice," he says. "I'll text you the details. We shoot at a studio not too far from here in a few hours. You won't regret it, I promise."

The sound of her heart pounding in her chest is all Cherry can hear as she watches the man leave a rather sizable tip in the jar next to the cash register as he turns to leave the bar. She can't believe she just agreed to audition for a porn company, but there was no denying the raging anticipation coursing through her at the thought of what's to come, this is going to be one wild ride.